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Chapter 147: Back from the Dead


"Follow me.

Upon hearing the noise, the two immediately wiped away their tears.

"I've met the city lord, miss."

"You don't have to be polite, and don't feel bad."

Feng Mian couldn't bear it as he looked at the two people whose eyes were swollen from crying.

These two children share the same passion and brotherhood.

How can they not be sad when they see this scene now.

"Uncle Feng, you guys go out, I want to save brother Feng Qi."

Yun Yaoling saw Feng Qi who was silent on the bed.

He saw that Feng Qi was pale, and the fatal injury was a big hole in his chest, which was enough to guess the original battle.

It was so brutal that Feng Qi's cultivation was at the acquired seventh level, and the one who could hurt him must be above the acquired eighth level.

"Ring the bell, you can't resurrect the dead, please calm down."

Yun Rattle's words stunned the three people present.

They witnessed with their own eyes that Feng Qi was dead and had been dead for a long time.

Even the Life-Reviving Pill can only save people who have been dead for five minutes, but cannot save people who have been dead for more than a day.

"Believe me, Uncle Feng, I have a way."

Yun Yaoling's eyes were firm and he spoke.

Seeing this, Feng Mian thought that Yun was ringing the bell because he blamed himself, so he stopped stopping Yun from ringing the bell.

"Okay, don't push yourself too hard.

If Ming Ye comes back and sees you so sad, he will blame me for being an incompetent father."

After the three people left.

Yun Yaoling walked to Feng Qi's body.

Pull out the dagger from your body.

"Brother Feng Qi, you died because of me.

I will give you my life back with my blood."

The dagger cut through his wrist, and blood with a little red light fell on the big hole in Feng Qi's chest.

As blood entered the body, Feng Qi's fatal injuries were suddenly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feng Qi, who was originally pale, gradually returned to normal.

Yun Yaoling swallowed a blood-restoring pill and simply healed the wound on his hand.

Feng Qi slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the pale-faced Yun Xiaoling, his heart tightened.

Suddenly he sat up.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Suddenly thinking of something, his expression changed, "How come I remember that I should be dead?"

Yes, he was first attacked by four or five acquired sixth-level masters, and then he was attacked by an acquired eighth-level warrior with strange movements.

He had no time to inform the young master that the young lady was in danger, so he was shot through the heart.

Before he died, He remembered that only one signal was sent to notify the Wind City.

The people waiting outside heard Feng Qi's voice, thought there was an illusion, opened the door and came in, and saw Feng Qi alive.

"This, what's going on?"

Feng Qi was obviously dead, so why was he alive again?

"I am the Ten Thousand Refining Celestial Body.

I am different from ordinary people.

My blood can bring the dead back to life."

Uncle Feng and the others are the most trusted people of the young master and will never betray her, so they can tell her openly.

Hearing what Yun Yaoling said, Feng Qi remembered what Yun Yaoling said in the Yanxin Secret Realm.

At that time, he thought she was lying to the young master, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be true.

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It was Miss Yun who saved his life with her blood, and she immediately swore.

"Heaven's witness is that I, Feng Qi, will never reveal the young lady's skills, otherwise she will be destroyed by heaven and earth."

Once such a magical power becomes known to the world, the young lady will surely fall into unimaginable danger.

When Feng Jiu and Feng Wu saw this, they also swore that although they didn't know what the Wanlian Celestial Body was, the body that could bring the dead back to life must be unusual.

Now that they know this, they must not leak it out.

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